Precious Tattoos Novels & Stories

She gasped after seeing a beautiful golden bracelet with a shining red rose in the middle. "It's not something expensive but it's very close to my heart. It's the first thing ever your dad gave to me. At that time I promised him that I will p*ss our love to our child through this bracelet because it's the mark of our love." Aurora said and made Crystal wear it when Crystal said, "But mother, it is very precious for you!" "You're also precious to us." This time Vincent said from behind when Aurora nodded her head, "Yes, you're more precious than anything and I know you will carry our love with you very well."

I will have to carry the pairing chip around, so this will be entirely my choice. Just a few minutes later, the tattoo is done, and Ara is standing by a mirror checking it out. The design is beautiful, with interlaced stars and a colorful pattern of gold and silver connections between them. "Sir, what stone have you chosen?" she says, opening up a plastic organizer box. "The Rose Diamonds," I say. Nancy pauses and looks up at me. "Sir, those are—" "Thank you, Nancy. The tattoo looks great," Ara cuts her off unintentionally. "Oh, sorry," she adds once she realizes we're both looking at her.

The moment her fingertips brushed the inside, her eyes filled with tears. Inside, faint but unmistakable, were the engraved letters: Precious. 'Vee… My little girl…' In Florence's family, every child received a pendant at birth. As the only daughter, Florence's own pendant had been engraved with the word Precious—a mark of her parents' love. When Vivian was born prematurely, Florence had removed that very pendant outside the delivery room and placed it around her newborn's tiny neck, praying her child would live a safe and healthy life.

"I had this custom-made for you. It's one of a kind—" Victoria cut him off instantly, "Why wouldn't it look good on me? She wants to give it to me, so let her. If you're that sentimental, go make her another one." I added, "Exactly. It's only special because it's one of a kind. If there's a second one, it loses its value. Right, Lucas?" I watched him closely. His expression tightened. It took him two full seconds to respond. "Of course it's unique. I'd never make a second one."

They had been married for three years, and even though they had not been close, she had seen him without a shirt before and he never had any tattoos! Now, he had that phoenix rising from the ashes on his back, giving off a wild vibe. Evelyn figured he must have gotten it recently. He had been cruising around in fancy cars, showing off, and then, with that tattoo, he probably turned into a total troublemaker. What nobody knew was that Elio's tattoo was incredibly rare. It was made with the blood of a rainbow phoenix and the bird's feathers, each a different color, creating a stunningly vibrant pattern. The coolest part was that they would not see it in normal circumstances. It only showed aft

Baldric Miles laughed lightly: "That's fine." Anne Jenner also laughed, did not ask anymore, this time Baldric Miles made the way, but did not go up the mountain, only thanks to Anne Jenner to pick up a tattoo leaf, the famous sacred mountain P, the tattooed leaves were drawn very accurately, just words on the tattoo leaves also contains a certain hidden meaning. Baldric Miles put his arm on the chair, fingers brushing the edge of the chair, the tips of her fingers touching her hair. The fans are right. She is more beautiful than a year ago.

Touching her tattoo, I ask her what it means. “I don’t know how to explain it. You’ll think I’m crazy if I do,” she says. “Try me. I’ve had my fair share of crazy,” I offer in response. “I had the tattoo done after suffering a loss a few years back,” she explains. Pointing at it, she continues, “You see this? It’s called a Nautilus shell. Can you see how it curls up into itself, almost like it’s never ending? For me, that represents infinity with no end and no beginning.”

I should have laughed but couldn't because of the upcoming sad tale. "You know Ujala?" I asked my teacher about the famous Neel powder. She seemed flummoxed for a moment. "Haven't you heard chaar boondon vala[one with four drops] ha....ha?" I sang the song of the advertisement for Ujala Neel to explain to her what I was talking about. "What's the point of bringing in Ujala here?"

The pendant was a stunning crescent moon, adorned with intricate filigree and vines, mirroring the exact design of Raziel's mark. The necklace was crafted from solid 14k gold, and its surface glittered radiantly in the light. My heart fluttered at the thought of being marked by him, but for real this time. I hadn't asked him to mark me again since everything happened. I knew when the time was right, he would mark me again.

He exhaled deeply and declared, "I need to verify the authenticity of the photo first!" "Well, this is not the only photo you need to verify. I got a whole lot of other photos..." Jessica smiled, holding her phone tight. "You have a very distinctive fetish, Mr. Morrison. You like to have your sweethearts' names tattooed on your body, but you know, there are some names you can't afford to toy with. If, by any chance, those who are not supposed to see those names see them, the consequences would... Well, I know you're well built, Neil, but you have limited pectorals and abs. How many names could you put on them? Tattooing them and effacing the tattoos repeatedly will take a heavy toll on you..